I watch as the waves

Close over my head

I sink into the abyss

The light from the fading sun

Only a tiny pinprick above

Before everything dissolves

Away into nothingness…

Battered Souls have endured a lifetime of abuse: emotional, verbal, physical, sexual, or even all of the above. This leaves behind scars, some of which never truly heal. Although a Battered Soul may find the strength and courage to move forward in life and discover happiness, many times the voices of their scars whisper to them late at night. This is a detailed account of the whispering voices of one such Battered Soul. If you are a Battered Soul, I hope you may find strength in knowing you are not alone in your suffering.

That’s true! There’s only 1 you and only 1 me. And 1 of everyone else. But it’s the thing of everyone else goes with a flow and I just don’t see the sense in it. While everyone is out there trying to be so different they’re all being the same.

And there’s me. The only one trying who’s actually trying to be himself…